Body command feeding world

The door to room number 1 of the Tianzi Inn remained closed for three whole days.

The dim lights burned day and night, and there was not a sound in the room except for long, steady breathing and the subtle humming that resonated with the blood and bone essence, flowing quietly in the enclosed space day after day.

Wu Wei sat cross-legged in the center of the bed, his eyes closed, his aura as restrained as a deep pool, as if he had merged with his surroundings.

The severe injuries inflicted by the mid-to-high-level Little White Child are being steadily repaired at a visible speed under the continuous nourishment of the superior-grade evil treasure and the gentle refining of the Yang Flame Blood Essence. The festering and blackened wound on his left shoulder has long since scabbed over and fallen off, and the new skin is firm and smooth, without any trace of decay. Only a light pink scar remains on his shoulder as a mark of life and death.

The malevolent poison that had invaded the bone marrow was completely expelled and burned away. The chilling cold that pierced the soul completely dissipated, the meridians were restored to their original smoothness, and the blood essence flowed as smoothly as before, even more refined, sustained, and controllable than before the injury.

The most fundamental transformation occurs on the bones.

Having endured the three trials of life and death—the poison of the little white child, the shattering of the bone armor, and the reforging of the evil treasure—Wu Wei's Yangyan Bone Armor has undergone a true second evolution.

When he had a thought, and the pale golden bone essence covered his body again, the texture of the entire bone armor was completely different—no longer the thin and translucent one when it was first condensed, but a heavy texture of deep gold mixed with ink. The patterns on the armor surface were more intricate and smooth, like the patterns of molten iron forging, like flame patterns wrapped around bones, and every inch exuded an indestructible and solid aura.

Its hardness doubles and its impact resistance skyrockets. Ordinary weapons and low-level claws can only produce sparks when they strike it, without causing any damage.

More importantly, a layer of light red anti-evil patterns has quietly appeared deep within the bone armor.

That was a defensive characteristic that was instinctively developed from the deadly battle with the poisonous Little White Child. It could automatically resist, dilute, and resolve the erosion of Yin Sha power and Sha poison. Even if it was scratched by the sharp claws of the Sha, it would be difficult to cause a fatal situation of instant ulceration and bone marrow chill.

Hard, heavy, stable, and impervious to poison.

This is unique to Wu and Wei, a second-evolution version of the Yangyan Xuangu Armor.

At the same time, the marrow sea deep within the bone marrow, under the continuous nourishment of the superior-grade evil treasure, experienced a clearly visible replenishment.

The marrow sea, which was originally empty, weak, and barely able to support the circulation of bone essence, has now become full, warm, and condensed. The marrow power flows slowly through the bone cavity like a fine spring, forming a more stable triadic resonance with blood essence and bone essence. Although it has not yet reached the point of outlining the shape of the vessel and condensing the marrow vessel, it has truly taken a crucial step towards filling the marrow sea, and its foundation is becoming more solid and profound.

His cultivation level remained at the peak of the Warrior Realm, without any further advancement.

However, the solidity of its combat power, its survivability, its control, and its endurance have quietly reached a new level.

For the past three days, Wu Wei has remained aloof from worldly affairs, staying in his room and refusing to make a sound, immersing himself entirely in the repair and reconstruction. Shu's thoughts have remained silent throughout, only trembling slightly at the moment when the bone armor is formed and the marrow sea is filled, leaving a faint resonance as if in acknowledgment, before making any further movement.

It wasn't until late on the third day, when the last trace of the evil treasure's remaining power was completely refined and absorbed, that Wu Wei slowly opened his eyes.

A golden light flashed in his eyes, then vanished, replaced by a calm and cold demeanor.

He stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, and a faint, resonant sound, like metal striking metal, emanated from his bones. It was deep, powerful, and full of strength, yet it was not ostentatious or outwardly displayed; all his power was contained within his very being.

The second-evolution Yangyan Bone Armor vanished at will, leaving only a calm and composed aura as deep as an abyss.

His injuries were fully healed, his bones and armor were rebuilt, his marrow was replenished, and he returned to his peak condition, even surpassing his previous state.

But Wu Wei did not relax in the slightest; on the contrary, he became even more cautious.

The brutality of Xiaobaitong's battle, his near-death experience, his helplessness, his shattered bone armor, the poison invading his marrow, and the near-death experience he faced with the next blow, have been deeply etched into his bones, becoming an indelible warning.

Mid- to high-level evil spirits are omnipresent, unpredictable, and there is never a truly safe place in the outer city.

He straightened his clothes, inspected the black iron spear, and confirmed that the spear was sturdy and the blade was undamaged before gently pushing open the door and slowly walking down the stairs.

The one-armed innkeeper was still guarding the counter. Seeing that Wu Wei had finally emerged from seclusion, his breathing steady and his injuries fully healed, he quickly bowed and said no more. Wu Wei nodded slightly, leaving behind the words "Stay on duty as usual," before pushing open the door and walking out of the inn, disappearing into the night.

Instead of heading directly to the city wall, he turned around and slowly walked towards the Anyou Elementary School in the northeast corner of the outer city.

Night had fallen, and the school had long since turned off its lights. Within the low walls, all was silent, save for the figure of the night watchman pacing slowly at the entrance. The lights were dim, and the atmosphere was peaceful and serene.

Wu Wei stopped in the shadows at the alley entrance, standing far away, his gaze piercing through the low wall and the night, landing on the direction of the innermost small house.

He didn't approach, didn't knock, and didn't show himself.

Simply standing quietly in the shadows, taking a distant look to confirm that the little figure inside is sleeping peacefully and undisturbed, is the best peace.

Ya Ya is his only concern in this animal-raising world, but she is also his most vulnerable point that he cannot easily expose. He carries the burden of killing, has repeatedly slain fierce men, and has made enemies in secret. He himself is already in a precarious situation, and he absolutely cannot bring any danger to his child.

A glimpse from afar, knowing she is well, is enough.

A moment later, Wu Wei withdrew his gaze, turned and left, his figure disappearing silently into the night without disturbing anyone.

Keep your worries in your heart, for you must still walk the road ahead alone.

He remained silent the entire way, heading straight for the west city wall and returning to his patrol post.

The night was deep, the city wind was biting, and the Yin energy of the Western Wilderness still surged like a tide. However, this time, Wu Wei's state of mind and condition were completely different.

He no longer sat cross-legged and relaxed in his practice as he used to. Instead, he remained in a semi-alert state, holding a gun and standing at the best vantage point on the crenellation. His gaze was sharp as a knife, sweeping across every shadow, every crevice, and every place where the mist swirled below the city walls, not missing a single unusual sign.

Lighter steps, sharper senses, stricter vigilance, and more steady strikes.

With each breath, the blood and bone essence are silently circulating; with each glance, the trajectory of possible evil spirits is anticipated; with each concentration, the marrow sea is strengthened and the foundation is solidified.

He no longer ventured into dangerous areas, no longer strayed far from the city walls, and no longer gave any treacherous or evil creatures the opportunity to get close, ambush, or pass through the walls.

The shadow cast by the little white child made him realize everything—

Caution is not cowardice; it is the only rule for survival.

Steadyness is not about being slow; it's the only path to the furthest destination.

As night deepened, the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

Wu Wei stood atop the city wall, spear in hand, his figure solitary and towering like a mountain peak. The second-evolution Yangyan Bone Armor lay dormant within his body, his marrow sea full and warm, his blood essence pure and enduring. All his power was hidden within his bones and blood, not a drop of it leaking out.

Shadows flickered below the city walls, and occasionally low-level Shadow Fiends and Fiend Rats would tentatively approach, but the moment they touched the three-foot-long aura of Yang Flame surrounding him, they would hiss and flee, not daring to come closer.

He remained the same silent patrolling monk, still performing the most ordinary and stable long-term tasks, still neither advancing in rank nor acting rashly nor making a fuss.

No one knows that this seemingly ordinary figure has experienced death battles, shattered armor, near-death experiences, and rebirth, making his bones harder, his blood purer, his marrow fuller, and his heart more stable.

The road ahead remains treacherous, high-level evil spirits still lurk in the shadows, the inner city remains out of reach, and the marrow artifact is still a long way off.

But Wu and Wei were not in a hurry.

One step at a time, one shot at a time, one step at a time, one step forward each day.

Take steady steps and proceed cautiously.

Survive, become stronger, and keep going.